I'm Very Frustrated By Fear Of Imagination.

You Are — Truly Your Father’s Son, Harry. . . .

Don't Let The Muggles Get You Down.

Doctors?" Said Ron, Looking Startled. "those Muggle Nutters That Cut People Up?

Welcome To A New Year At Hogwarts! Before We Begin Our Banquet, I Would Like To Say A Few Words. And Here They Are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!

He Put His Foot On One Pedal, Scooted A Few Yards And Swung His Other Leg Over The Saddle. He Soared Left Into The Vertiginously Sloping Hillside Road And Sped, Without Touching His Brakes ... The Hedgerows And Sky Blurred; He Imagined Himself In A Velodrome As The Wind Whipped His Hair Clean...